After returning to his kingdom, a detailed piece of information was delivered to Norse Klin.

"Yechen went to the Xuan-level battlefield!Three high-level gods?" After seeing this information, North was overjoyed, and then hurriedly said goodbye to his father and flew to the starry battlefield in a spaceship.

"Yechen, don't die too fast. "North was anxious, the power he now had was enough for him to have the confidence to cross the entire starry sky battlefield again.

100,000 years of purgatory-like life and his already super talent have made his strength extremely strong.

In the past, he was half a gentleman, because of his father's doting, his talent was buried, and now he has returned from the terrifying world and finally refined this piece of fine iron into steel.

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The Drifting Snow Continent, with perennial snow, is a strange place in the starry sky battlefield.

The continent floats in the starry sky, and the range is extremely wide, far wider than the area of ordinary stars, ten thousand times that of the Martial God Continent.

Affected by the mysterious power of the universe, just like the original thunder cave, the Drifting Snow Continent has always maintained an extremely low temperature, and even ordinary Heaven Realm powerhouses are prone to internal frostbite.

Even if it is a god-level powerhouse, under the action of gravity here, the flight will become much slower.

Yechen and Situ Xueqin stood on the ice peak of the snow-capped mountain, looking at the beautiful scenery of the snow-covered white floating, and the snow-white mountains in the distance overlapped, stretching into the distance of the sky.

"The solid ice here has not melted for hundreds of millions of years, and since ancient times, it has become thicker and thicker, and the attack of ordinary gods is simply difficult to destroy. Situ Xueqin stood on the ground of the mountain peak and said to Yechen, "Here, people who cultivate water and ice have a great advantage. Moreover, under the influence of the cold, the power of the soul will be suppressed terribly. ”

"What a place!" Yechen said, "There should be a lot of Terran warriors here." ”

Yechen stood on the mountain peak, and he faintly felt several breaths, these breaths had no malice, presumably the warriors of the human race were cultivating here.

When he was in the Thunder Cave, Yechen also saw many martial artists who cultivated the power of thunder cultivating in it.

Of course, in addition to these friendly aura, there are also several deeper hidden aura, those auras Yechen only faintly felt, but he couldn't find a specific direction, it seems that it should be a martial artist who cultivates elemental power.

"Yes, here, the most of us Terrans are the most, who makes our Terrans generally cultivate a variety of powers. Situ Xueqin said with a smile, "If it weren't for cultivating so many powers, maybe our human race would have been wiped out long ago." ”

The number of Terran warriors is far from being comparable to that of other races, relying on the talent and cultivation methods of the Terrans, because the Terrans cultivate a variety of strengths according to their talents, have more means, and are more flexible when fighting.

Of course, this is a one-man battle or a small team battle, and if it is a large-scale war, this variable character is not needed.

Therefore, Yechen was repulsed by Duan Xuefeng for bringing the Terrans together to unify the command, which was tantamount to using the disadvantages of the Terrans to fight against the advantages of the aliens.

"Are there any warriors from the Light Camp? Yechen shouted into the empty void.

There was silence all around, no sound.

"You, Yechen!" A voice sounded leisurely between the mountains in the distance, with the sound of this voice, the entire Drifting Snow Continent seemed to have an earthquake, and was instantly alarmed, Yechen felt countless originally hidden very deep breaths, and suddenly jumped up, and was captured by himself.

The name Yechen still has too much influence on all camps.

"It's me!" said Yechen, "who are you?" ”

Between the mountains, a middle-aged birdman with two pairs of white wings slowly flew up, standing in the sky, with the power of light slowly blooming on his body, and the entire space was full of rich light power under the influence of his power.

"I am West Raymond of the Light Camp, Nightchen, and I will challenge you. Siraymond shouted loudly, two months ago it was only the Heavenly Rank Realm, even if it broke through, its strength was very limited, for Sigmund, this was the best adventure, and it was an opportunity given to him by the God of Light.

If he didn't seize such an opportunity, Siraymond felt that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"I refuse!" Yechen said lightly.

"You!" said Siraymond angrily, "I didn't expect you to be a coward. ”

Yechen said lightly: "I only accept the challenge of the strong, and I've never heard of you, Simon or anything." However, I can give you a chance to make a move now, come on. ”

"Damn, Yechen, I am a god, and you look down on me. Eat me a move, Frost Sword. ”

Sigmund raised a wide sword in his hand that shimmered like frost condensed side, and suddenly turned into a streamer of light and descended in front of Yechen, and then slashed down towards Yechen's body.

The power of light and the power of frost mingle together, but ......

Yechen shook his head and said softly, "Since you believe in gods, why do you bother cultivating two powers. In Yechen's opinion, his two powers were not fused at all, and although the power of frost was also very powerful, it was far inferior to the power of pure light in cultivation.

The white horseman, slashing towards the night.

Yechen drew his sword and slashed out from below, a gray sword aura slicing through the void in the distance, shattering Sigmund's match, and then flashing away beside him.

"Hmm!" said Siraymond snorted, then put his left hand over his shoulder and looked at Yechen with an angry expression.

In the confrontation just now, Yechen shattered his right arm with a sword, leaving his strength only half of the original, although the broken arm can be re-cultivated, but after all, it is a divine body, and it will take thousands of years.

Yechen's blow also made the many gods who were originally about to move hide their aura again, and they were afraid of Yechen's strength.

Yechen said to West Raymond: "Josie is coming over soon, you can send a challenge book to Josie for me, just say that I Yechen, challenge him here." ”

As he spoke, Yechen took out a piece of jade slip, then branded it with his own spirit, and then threw the jade slip to Siraymond from afar.

Siraymond subconsciously caught Yu Jian, then turned around and left without looking back.

Then, Yechen smiled again: "Are there any masters of the dark camp? If so, you can also inform your masters, just say that I Yechen, and even the people of the dark camp have challenged together." ”

"Arrogant Terran!" a voice slowly sounded in the darkness, full of ridicule.

Yechen said lightly: "Oh arrogant? Now, I announce, so the masters of the alien race, all of them will get out of this snowy continent for me, well, I mean, all! I will clear the field later, all the alien races, who haven't gotten out yet, I will wash the sword with his blood." ”

(End of chapter)